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Okay, one thing is for sure. One does not jump the fence into the practice field at the University of Alabama. One does not even see through the fence of the practice field at The University of Alabama because it just isn't allowed (especially during game season which is when this would take place). And if, by some chance, one did jump the fence at The University of Alabama, the ear-splitting tirade from Coach Saban would require a quick trip to Druid City Hospital up the road because it would be just that terrifying.
I'm just sayin'
As for the episode (is it the last? Possibly the very last???):
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Outside of FNL, I'm dead tired.
Today was my day off, but it wasn't very 'off' since during Christmas my mom took me to task for having had the wood flooring for my home office sitting in the garage for the last three years. So, this week I've thrown out about a bazillion books (and yet somehow I still have two bazillion more. I swear the book cases have been like Mary Poppins's bag!), moved all the furniture out of the room (including all the book cases), removed the carpet, and painted the room a buttery color called "Summer Harvest".
Am tired now.
But there's at least a week's worth of work left to do in the room. It's astounding how much crap you can cram into a desk, a bookcase, and a closet over ten years. The whole house has been destroyed as all of the study's contents have been distributed through the rest of the house and filled the garage.
I'm just sayin'
As for the episode (is it the last? Possibly the very last???):
( Read more... )
Outside of FNL, I'm dead tired.
Today was my day off, but it wasn't very 'off' since during Christmas my mom took me to task for having had the wood flooring for my home office sitting in the garage for the last three years. So, this week I've thrown out about a bazillion books (and yet somehow I still have two bazillion more. I swear the book cases have been like Mary Poppins's bag!), moved all the furniture out of the room (including all the book cases), removed the carpet, and painted the room a buttery color called "Summer Harvest".
Am tired now.
But there's at least a week's worth of work left to do in the room. It's astounding how much crap you can cram into a desk, a bookcase, and a closet over ten years. The whole house has been destroyed as all of the study's contents have been distributed through the rest of the house and filled the garage.
